Bio:

Neltharion is a dragon who appears to be made of molten lava.

Really, that should be all you need to know before you want to turn around and run in the other direction.

But it certainly wasn’t enough for Roach, which is why poor Neltharion is stuck with the party. The only wyrmling of Khaz’goroth and Norasggoy, Neltharion spent his formative years amongst the upper crust of society that congregated in the City of Brass, the greatest planar city on Fernia, the Sea of Fire. From a very early age he was left to his own devices: His father, a patron of all manner of artifice, was a major player in the extraction and distillation for shipment to Khorvaire, while his mother was taken from him at a very young age due to an interplanar incident involving a mishap in Argonnessen. This independent streak was to prove an endless source of headaches for Khaz’goroth, to the point that he relocated himself and his son to the Prime in the hopes that life in slower-paced Sharn might help the boy clear his head.

Khaz’s plan was flawed in two critical aspects. Firstly, almost instantaneously upon arriving, he was dragooned into some manner of covert diplomatic assignment at the behest of the City of Brass’s viceroy in Sharn. The second was that letting loose a strong-willed dragon in a metropolis is almost inviting disaster. And so it was the case with Neltharion: Desperate to assert his own independence, he went and setup his own “lair” in a sub-basement of his father’s estate in the proximity of the Palace of the Indomitable Pyroclasm and the rest of the Ambassador Towers. Neltharion was eventually approached by Scimitar, who offered him a rather large “tribute” in-exchange for the ability to use the upper reaches of his lair to transit to and from the Ambassador Towers. Ecstatic at having extracted shinies from mere mortals, Neltharion told Scimitar that such was acceptable. For now. And that she best hope the mighty Deathwing, as he had decided to call himself on the spur of the moment, did not change his mind. What Scimitar thought of this remains something of a mystery, but judging from the muttering to himself that Neltharion does when the subject is broached, you suspect she was not impressed.

It was into this that Roach injected himself, following Saber’s map to Deathwing’s lair. When confronted by the “mighty” Deathwing for intruding into his lair, Roach did what any hotblooded hero would: He attacked the evil monster! And he got the better of him for a while, too, leading Deathwing on a wild chase through the upper levels of the lair and into the basement of Khaz’goroth’s manor. It was there that Deathwing finally caught the intrepid warforged and nearly tore him to pieces: Roach was only saved by the ruckus, which prompted Khaz to investigate. And to be most unhappy with what his son had been doing, to say nothing of the cockamemie nom de guerre he had adopted. Khaz devised what he thought was a fitting punishment for his son: Neltharion would serve as an indentured servant to the warforged he had nearly killed, until Neltharion had learned his lesson. Proper applications of geas and mark of justice were made, to make sure Neltharion did not abandon his duties. The humiliation only got greater for Neltharion, however, once he discovered that Roach was an action hero and that he had become a sidekick, one that he continues to serve in as he has joined the party with Roach.